It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.
“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.
With the help of Chip, they both closed up the garage with the bike inside. Once done, he started to climb the wall, but he looked down. “Want to meet up again, sometime?” He didn’t want to lose touch with his new companion and he did seem trustworthy enough to keep in touch. After all, he did help him assemble the motor bike.
When the garage door was locked up Chip headed outside and got back on his bike. He looked up at Brooklyn as he scaled the wall. “Sure! How about we meet up here again tonight?” He called back up to his newfound friend. Tonight had been an utter blast and he it would be a shame if it were the only time they shared together.
He nodded with determination. “Done.” With that said, he climbed up the wall, jumped off and opened his wings to glide in the air thanks to wing currents. It took him a short while to get back to the castle, but he made it just in time where his rookery brothers were all ready on their perches as the sun came up to turn them to stone.
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